shostakovich

Shostakovich didn’t know which
way things would go,
but that’s forgiveable,
since all are one in the eyes of the Santa Massas.
El benico mas fla huentes,
she said,
and I blinked,
as that wasn’t any language
that I’d ever heard.

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